The Faded River

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The Faded River

The soup is thin. It is a pale, watery thing, trembling in the white ceramic bowl before you, and you watch the steam rise and curl into the cold air of the room, a ghost escaping its vessel. You are in the infirmary of the textile mill, a long, brick-lined room that smells of boiled lint and carbolic soap. You have been here for three days, or perhaps four; the hours have lost their edges,...

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